“Love is actually a blend of science and art, and like any science or art, it must be studied. It must be approached with the right attitude and from the right angle—from the point of view of finding someone to love — not of finding someone to love you.”
This is the key lesson that self-proclaimed World’s Greatest Lover, eighty-year-old Alberto Camelo, aims to teach his skeptical neighbour Adriana in this comical novel about sexuality, relationships, and aging. Hilarity ensues as Alberto recounts the lascivious details of his lifetime of experience including his first brief sexual encounter in the garden to his marriage to a gold-digger. He frankly recounts his exhaustion at being tasked with a lover whose spontaneous ecstasy becomes too much for him to handle, his short-lived stint in the navy, and how he ran a franchise of “specialty” restaurants — into the ground, that is.
Alberto is never shy about revealing the many wrong turns he has taken during his travels into the realm of romance or about offering philosophical (and often hilariously misguided) musings on the differences between men and women. An aura of absurdity pervades this humorous satire of a life characterized by awkward amorous encounters, lascivious liaisons, and erotic irreverence.